Shouldn't there be lightning
Flashing in the sky
Shouldn't there be thunder
Crashing by and by
Shouldn't there be choirs
Singing high above
That's supposed to happen
If we are in love
Shouldn't there be music
Playing in the trees
Shouldn't there be flowers
Swaying in the breeze
Shouldn't every pigeon
Tell us he's a dove
That's supposed to happen
If we are in love
Shouldn't every little pool
Become a wishing well
Shouldn't every auto-horn
Become a ringing bell
Shouldn't every tenement
Become a citadel
If it's love I'm told
That's how you tell
But if there can't be rainbows
Following behind
If there can't be rockets
Darling, I won't mind
Minus all those trimmings
That I'm speaking of
I'd dare them to deny
That we are in love
